Chapter 270

I’m glad to climb back into the safety of the SUV with James after leaving the meeting with Ryker.

There wasn’t much left to say after Ryker made his ultimatum. He’s not going to help me get the Al tech back, not if it means moving against his mate.

I know I should heed his warning.

No one in their right mind pits themselves against the Old

Country Wolves and expects to survive.

But the tech–and whatever damage it might do is my

responsibility.

My family built it, and my family lost it.

No matter the cost, I have to get it back. Then decide whether to hand it over to the military like it was supposed to be, or destroy it and tell the military that the project failed.

“This isn’t good, Leah,” James says once we start driving.

“Tell me about it,” I mutter despondently. “But it doesn’t change things.”

“It doesn’t?” James says incredulously. “Leah, you heard Ryker. If you go after Karolina, he will come for you. Even Aaron was smart enough not to cross the Old Country Wolves.”

“In the past, maybe,” I reply, ignoring the tightness in my chest and the tears that prick my eyes. “But if he was here now, I know he’d be thinking about doing exactly that.”

God, I wish Aaron was here right now.

My entire body aches with wanting my mate.

My heart and soul are in agony, wounded in a way I know I’m never going to recover from. Not until I meet Aaron again in the next life.

“Things are different now,” I keep going, shoving all those

feelings down to be dealt with later when I can be alone. “The

We can’t just wash our hands of this Al tech and be done with it. We have to get it back.

with yourself if the tech got used

millions–of

whoever has it started turning it against other

to eliminate rival packs? Would you still be able to look

yourself in the mirror and not feel the weight of all those

deaths?”

“No, you’re right. I

are we going to do?”

start,” I reply. “We’ll just have to do it in a way that

doesn’t reply to that, and I spend a few minutes mulling

a way to track Karolina’s car? Or better

look happy about my idea, but then again, he hasn’t looked happy about any of this

It’s not

Good.

finally feel like I’m getting somewhere.

knows where the missing tech is, then maybe

on it–or, god

go

  1. it.

a good

those places ourselves and see if that

us anywhere.

time we

we go our

sleeping soundly in his crib across the

Aaron’s room, then into the luxuriously appointed

want to wash the day away before I

in the middle, dragging the blankets over myself and burrowing into

pillows.

catch the faintest hint of Aaron’s scent

soon it’ll be gone, just

one day in the distant future, I won’t even

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